Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1887-03-04
cret, such an awful crime, DID YOU

ouS ~ otit siitlinH ON hlnl, hcr beautt-
iul eyes rivctcd upon his. Mnssarccnc's
heart is beating fmssionately. lie feels as
II he can scarcely bre,,the-and yet he is
breathing more freely than he has done
for long time, now that lie knows she
knows. nnd that after all she can tolerate
him. Nay, 1t is surely more than tolcra-
tion!
You rrc nn unEcl," murmurs Ito In
turn. Oh. tho rapture cf this whispered
conversation! The knowledge that they
arc--if not In body, at lcas, IN spirit
alonci "But it was my ono oifense. 1
pray you to believe tliatl Aftcrwerd
met yon. And thcn-tlen it would hayo
been impossiblcm
Her color pnlcs slightly us sho looks
into tho loving eyes bent on hers. lilo
has put ont his hand in his enrncstncss
and laid it upon hcrs-7a strong hand,
slightly Drowned, rs u inans should he,
aud very handsome. Somehow the
strength OF It appeals to her. Is it's owner
like it-flrm, resolutct IIo has, Mt all
events, been almost obstinatcly persist
cnt in his courtship, clinging to hope
when there was none tt. be seen any
where, and stcndfastly adhcring To the bc-
lief that "all things comc TO him who
knows how to wait" lie is waiting still.
though small chance of n reward seems
to be his.
"rhcre," she snys, rrllying with an
effort. and compelling herself to meet his
gnzc, "ycu nrc pnrdonrd, IL pardon Is
whnt you want"
II want moro than that" says Mr..
Mnssarcene, who, having gained what
lie hnd not dared to hope for hnlf an hour
ago, now desires more. al wnnt"--
"Of that another day" Interrupts she
plnyfully. "Whcn will you learn to he
wise, Geraldt"
"Whcn l marry you, my sweet Min.
.rvn."
"'rhat will be never, thon, greatly
doubt me-"
still, there is doubt, you Sec"
"'ro talk like this TO me is waste of
time"
TO talk TO you could never be waste
of time"
Not IL you talk scnsbly."
ANA sure what can he more sensible
than TO tell you That | love yout" says
the lrishiran; "unlcss 1t would be your
saying that you Will take me for your
husnahdy'
That would mean throwing up friends
ana fortune"
Just SO! Then do It," says he.
What Is TO be done with n nun like
TINS! Millicent sighs. lie Is nearer vic
toly III thiS moment thnn lie Knows hnl-
sen 'o ~; Miss Grey, Elnncing involun-
mrily ut Grant. and thGn back, tx
MN, mentally comes 10 the conclusion
..i". my nope Oh happiness ior her lies in
~, l,niheaihte surrender OF all tics that
uhc,c iiihothy' ana the world In gen
erhi,
Dear Gerald! l wish you would not
sPe'k 10 me IKE 'hls' she Hnys softly.
,.2 %" must Know now Useless II H..
never Knew lai II nice name until
i.''., .oi nay ~ BUYS ',.e irreprcsSi"io
ue''lu' tnhinB no iiotice Oh the substance
y, "cr sluecn; II SOUNDS like music;
III "winiiy siad my mother christcncd
me Wcrai"'
ny! 10 You thihk could not pro-
Nounce my other name musicn y:' nsks
she, mush'ng IN spite OF herself
ii'''l right. ! ike To hem you laugh"
says he. rhey say In my country That
when woman smiles tho battle Is won.
And sometimes ] think"--
~ VIII not listen TO you," declares
MISS Grey, Dealing her foot impaticntly
upon the carpet. Ut IL not kind--it Is
not r'EnU. lon forget nm engaged to
Cnpr. i'oyic.
bnh! Tie doesn't count mt NIL, says
Mussareehc. ou can marry such n
teiiow MS t"nt."
wv INT have You to sny agnlnst himf"
nsKs shc eagerly O.i! IL only some In
surmountahie obstacle could be shown.
"Why, nothing!' says Mnssarccne.
only he is such n"-he checks himself
just in time-"such m uncomfortable
sort of n fellow" he concludes rnthc'
lnincly.
"Tcll me, )" snys Miss Grey, In very
low tone, you nrc IL incmher of his club
And I-havc hcard-tlint Is, they say
hc-gamblcs good dcnl. Is this trnci"
Mr. Massarecnc grows crimson.
"Oh! by .jovc, you know You can't
expect me to answer questions about
another man, and TINT mnn my rival
he says. IL didn't expect you would
ao that, you know"
You won't tell me, thcnt" says she.
81 know nothing Of his gambling.
know nothing at all to his discrcdit," sn.a
hlnssarecne, slowly, his eyes on the
ground.
'"fhen you would let me marry him
to bc made misernbc-rnthcr than sacri-
flee certain sense Of honort" asls she
sorrowfnlly.
You shouldn't tempt me like this"
cHclnims he, with sudden touch OF pms